I did love you. I loved you so much I could not breathe. You consumed my entire being, and that is why I let you treat me the way you did. I do not know what you got out of destroying me time after time, but I hope you do not put anyone else through that. I waited for you. I gave you chance after chance. And you took it all without a care in the world. I tried to hang on, because I thought you were worth it. But one day I just stopped waiting. I did not want to hear “I miss you” anymore. Although I hope you fucking miss me. Once I would have given my last breath for you to say that. I hope you see me so fucking happy that I look like I am about to explode, and I hope it kills you. I hope you drop to the floor and feel like the breath is being sucked out of you and you realize what you gave up. Because I gave you the world and I kept fighting long after I should have stopped. You do not deserve that. Fuck you.